Power

Earlier, the window had still acted like a filter between them and this disgusting evil thing. Looking at it up close now, Yang Kun couldn't help but clutch his stomach and want to vomit.

How could there be such an ugly and disgusting thing?

He felt like he wouldn't be able to eat for the next week.

Yang Kun's legs turned to jelly and his eyes were filled with horror. The evil creature seemed pleased by his terrified appearance, and its eyes lit up. It stared fixedly and greedily at Yang Kun, its expression becoming more and more excited.

Yang Kun shrank back, and the thing also took a few steps closer. Yang Kun wanted to cry to death at that moment. He tilted his head and looked at the dead Du Lan on the side, and couldn't help but feel despair.